TODAY.

In the year of the monkey, and in the month of the monkey, on the day when everyone's a monkey's uncle, a gathering shall be held.


And it shall be a great gatherin, I do say unto the people, of friends, and family, and all the people, I don't even know, and they shall all gather to help me celebrate me. (Yeah yeah, I'm an egoist. Get over it.)


That's right. Tonight's the party. Here. 8pm.

And in other birfday news-

plaidbrat is way to fucking good to me. The birthday haul from her so far:

Office Space Stapler, ID badge, pocket protector and post-its.
Two Hellboy toys (Abe Sapient & Sammael)
The Field Guide to the North American Bird (Not what you're thinking. Use my avatar for a reference.)
One new sticker for the scooter: "Ninja monkeys are meeting as we speak, plotting my demise"
A car air freshener. Where I'll put that, I'm not sure yet, but the motto it bears is: "Don't make me get my flying monkeys"
One large new black hardbound notepad, which I've been needing for ages.
And last but not least, my very own BPRD shoulder bag. Which is better quality than all the non-geek merchandise bags I currently own. (I'm currently wearing the thing)

Damn. lotta stuff.


Anyways, Happy day, to all, and hopefully, I'll see the lot of you tonight.